I like for you to be still ;it is as though you are absent
and you hear me from far away and my voice does not touch you
It seems as though your eyes had flown away
and it seems that a kiss had sealed your mouth
As all things are filled with my soul
you emerge from the things,filled with my soul
You are like my soul,a butterfly of dreams
and you are like the word Melancholy
It sounds as though you are lamenting,a butterfly cooing like a dove
Let me come to be still in your silence
Let me come to be still in your silence
that is bright as a lamp,simple as a ring
You are like the night,with its stillness and constellations